They wouldn’t tell him until he got there. He sent in audition videos and pictures of him flexing in Speedos. There’s no way he could pass up the opportunity. They told him they were looking for a handsome, fit, gay white man with no extended family to play an important role opposite Maxilmilian Romero, a hot actor that Victor was a huge fan of. He wasn’t the brightest, relying on his looks more than brains. It took Victor longer than it should have to realize that they had other, more sinister plans for him. They were in the industry… in the wardrobe department. Victor thought these men were in the film industry, and that they’d make him a famous movie star. They didn’t tell him the cost it would come with. They promised him he’d wear gold every day. They promised he’d be worth a lot of money. They promised him countless handsome men.
